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May. 17th, 2015 @ 11:58 am Poem - Lovely Followers
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I've never had a good self-image of myself. Mirrors, below the neck, are unwanted allies. Dance is a blessing, conferring acceptance by my partners who I find to be lovely beyond my aged semblance. Intellectually I know that I should be kinder to myself. The poem “Lovely Followers” speaks to how we see ourselves externally, and how this compares the treatment we receive from others.

Lovely Followers
Poem for Day 137 – 20150517

Mirror turn aside your lie,
the proffered presentation denies
the person I believe I am:
dancer of the light fantastic,
partner to the lovely followers.

I must be another person,
thirty pounds lighter,
two decades younger,
instead of who I truly am,
this outward thing called me.

Youth of another time,
trapped inside this aging self,
seeing myself mirrored now
echoed with unrealized sympathy
in beauty of dancers younger than me.

DJ play your swinging songs,
live band strike up the instruments,
I'll not act my age, not tonight,
my soul is here to dance, merry make,
hoping the body keeps the pace!

Dear mirror, please be kind,
I'm not the man I used to be,
instead I have grown in spirit,
body too, never mind that,
partner to lovely followers.

© 2015. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved
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